Would gladly now recount to you the history of this singular Cruso, as I heard it from his own lips. But the… — J. M. Coetzee
Would gladly now recount to you the history of this singular Cruso, as I heard it from his own lips. But the stories he told me were so various and so hard to reconcile one with another, that I was more and more driven to conclude age and isolation had taken their toll on his memory, he no longer knew for sure what truth, what fancy.
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